Love winter, despise summer.
Love the dark nights and the cold. DD actually starts getting up a reasonable hour because she knows dark = nighttime.
The cold means I can actually breathe crisp air, instead of trying to breathe the horrible, humid, thick air of summer.
I love the smell of bonfires and fireworks, going to Christmas fairs, eating roasted chestnuts and drinking proper mulled wine (not the shit cheap stuff you can buy in bottles.)
I love being able to get dressed in actual, proper clothing. Boots, coats, scarves, socks, jeans, jumpers. You can layer if you're too cold and find your perfect temperature.
Getting dressed in the heat is a nightmare. Wearing shorts and a T-shirt is pretty much the least amount of clothing you can get away with, no matter what I do I cannot get my body to a comfortable temperature.
Talking about being cool, sleep! Wearing warm pyjamas, getting under the big duvet (with heated blanket) and nodding off instead of having to wear next to nothing, opening all the windows, having no covers and still being too bloody hot.
Comfort foods, warm drinks, winter decor, Christmas decorations.
Getting home from the nursery run to the heating on and having a warm drink.
I don't even mind the rain. Rain in summer, to me, has a horrible dirty smell and turns the air humid as fuck. Winter rain is cold and crisp.
My absolute favourite thing is coming in from the bitter cold and getting warm again.
There's not one thing about autumn and winter I dislike and I suffer with rheumatoid arthritis plus other pain conditions.